Our Family

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Friday afternoon, Finn and I were gardening in the front flower bed.  We were removing old landscape rocks, cutting back dead stuff, and of course pulling weeds.  Finn was loving every minute of it, especially since I let him use the hand pruners.  Anyway, our neighbors across the street came home and on the way into their house the woman said to us, "when you guys are done, you can come on over here, we got lots to pull."  I laughed and we exchanged a friendly moment.  After they were in the house, Finn walked over to me and said "Those people need our help mom, and we can help them....we have cutters and pulling weeds is easy.....I'm good at it so we need to go over there when we are done."  He continued on every few minutes with similar statements.  My replies ranged from, "She was only kidding honey." , "she was just being friendly", and  "yes, they do have weeds, but most people like to pull their own weeds, so we don't need to go over there." and so on did not do much convincing.  After hearing myself say that last one really got me thinking.  Maybe Finn understands the golden rule better than I do.

We spent this past weekend at Lisa's parents in Troy, celebrating Easter and some birthdays.  We celebrated Elliot's and Lisa's birthdays on Friday.  Unfortunately, Elliot was in the middle of a 24-hour flu (or something) and didn't get to enjoy the cake and ice cream.  On Sunday the Cliffords (and friends) and the Bridges came over for an Easter meal.  Most of the snow that fell on Friday had melted, so the boys hunted Easter eggs outside.  Here are a few photos.  There are more on Picasa Web Albums (high resolution; ask me to send you a link) and in Facebook, especially some cute ones of Coleman Bridges.

Friday night Elliot had a few friends from school over to celebrate his 7th birthday.  The main events were folding and flying some high-performance paper airplanes and "Webkinz football" which quickly devolved into 7-year-olds running wildly around the basement while throwing Webkinz at each other.

Here are some photos (more on Facebook and Picasa):

Last night Finn was lobbying for a bath.  To bolster his case, he claimed that both his arm pits and his leg pits were stinking.